Tuesday, 9 July 2013

The Pole

Tara tried unsuccessfully to get
some shut eye. Tomorrow would be her big day and she would need all her energy
to give a great performance on the pole. But sleep evaded her.

She’d run
through the alphabet for names of vegetables and fruit but she was still wide
awake. Naturally, she was anxious about her debut.

Her
still active mind ran through her routine. Tara knew she was well prepared. She
had checked her outfit in the full length mirror and thought she looked the
business. She could handle the men; no problem.

Tara
wondered whether her parents had calmed down yet. They were shocked when she
told them of her plans. Her sister hadn’t understood why she hadn’t just gone
ahead without telling them, but Tara reckoned it was better coming from her
than finding out from someone else.

There was her call; no time to
back out now.

Tara took a
deep breath and, trying to ignore the noise around her, grasped the pole with
both hands. She was both terrified and excited as she wrapped her legs around
it and slid down to the fire engine waiting below.

About the Author

Linda
Casper hails from Yorkshire and, after a long career as a high school teacher,
she has recently begun to write and has had many short stories, poems and
travel articles published. Linda has a keen interest in gardening and is a
judge for Yorkshire in Bloom. Check out her website here:
http://thirdageblogger.blogspot.co.uk